Although I'm not good enough a writer to actually be at stake as an author, I feel that I have to express what I feel are points about life, and which I can't (at least not easily enough)write with good quality. I apologize for that :-( ... and hope people can enjoy these stories anyway.

Sunday, June 14, 2015

The Aspiration of the Satanists from Slyentown

”I feel they don't have anything in
common with those who have luck usually! Thereby they shall be my
inferiors for the rest of time and eternity! The devil will help me
and they might forever feel that I'm in the wrong, but I am of the
smart class of souls that will for always torture the weak souls that
are totally inferior and in the end will be the ones going to hell no
matter what Jesus says or Mohammed preaches!”

The Satanist priest put down his glass
of wine and continued: “We shall never again be conquered by the
Christians, the Moslems nor anyone else who tries to defy our
competence to be of the supreme worth forever! We will forever have
the smartness for that so-called moral that is of a satanic
competence and we shall forever have them abide by our rules by
winning by blackmail what they think they can win by moral!”

“Patrick,” the preachers friend Toby
replied, “I feel they never establish that type of moral in any way
that is superior. So why start now about that stuff they're already
trying to fake that they can handle the way we've been doing it up
until now?!”

“That's because we would always be
harassed by their believers in faith and so on if we don't embarrass
them about the soul competence finally belonging to us!”

“Then how come we shall all pretend
we don't have any cunning of our own competence and let that sanction
us for the rest of the time it takes to beat them all!?”

The Satanist priest looked around.
Everyone seemed to agree with Toby. “Thereby I shall see through
whatever I can about the scum that has been fooling me about that
stuff! I will hereafter see to it that they will be fortified as scum
for hereafter and forever!”

“Okay, then!” Toby said. “But why
will we be the winners if we cannot have seen through them already?”

“It's because they and I shall have a
final battle! And that will be soon, I presume now by my thoughts of
how I have been fooled into thinking you're all as incompetent as all
that!”

Caroline, another member of the
Satanist church spoke up: “How come then do we all feel that
incompetent to begin with, and not see through them for the notion of
reassuring ourselves about them as simple-minded and weird by their
not so brilliant attitude about care for our spirits?”

“That's because they don't at all
match our criteria of being superior in our assets of saying our
souls are our spirits and they will last forever!”

“Then how come,” Toby asked, “do
I find it to be unattractive to think about our 'friends' out there
as anything but superior?”

“I propose that you try to find that
out for yourself, my dear Toby! And meanwhile I shall foresee that
they can torment themselves about their incompetence to betray one
another as for the sake of moral, so that they others become
disillusioned to the extent that they give up on Jesus - or
whatever (whomever) they are about for their interest in pretending
to be supreme while all they see is moral as the worth of pertaining
to the upper class of souls who will last forever!”

With that Patrick drew a deep breath and
then closed the Satanist meeting for this time.

The next day, he and the smartest of
his subjects went to the close-by church and asked to see the priest.
This they saw to it that they got to do by having it that it was
entirely unfair if they didn't get to speak to him. The preachers
pupil who they spoke first to said that he would bring him to them,
and so he did.

When he came there, the priest said
“The four of you are not welcome here, but I will answer you very
briefly if there's anything you can have that says I'm a lousy
Christian otherwise!”

“I shall not be of your service for
very long then!” Patrick said obnoxiously. “I will not prolong you
any longer than it takes for me to ask a few questions about your
religion and what we have in us to say that they are the better ones
than us!” He indicated some of the church-goers around them.

“Okay! What are your questions?”

“I presume they cannot be said
without you going to search for the others that are into this convent
as a good place to bring up offspring of the rich and powerful or
so!”

“You said that you were not going to
take my time more than for the few questions you had for me!”

“Then I shall not be of obedience,
because I can say that you are a lousy preacher just the same! And
forever hereafter I shall be the superior they must look up to,
because they have already, almost all of them, encountered my power
over their actual smartness for moral and worthwhile behaviour!”

“I will not condemn them to ever see
you as their superior! Now the four of you must leave my church,
before I call the police!”

“I would not try that!” Patrick
answered. “Because the police are already willing to see me as
their friend and benefit for the smartness of details about those who
looter around their areas of care for the public!”

The priest looked bitterly at him. But
he grabbed his phone and began calling. But even before he managed to
strike the second digit, Toby had stolen it from him. With that the
four Satanists smiled and Benny (who was the second best friend of Patrick) said: “Now you're not so proud after all, are you!?”

The priest looked astonished. “My
God! They're here!” he said, but something in the air held his
astonishment back from causing him to call out enough to wake the
attention of the others there, except for the pupil of his, who had
stayed there and listened to the conversation. But he said nothing to
wake the attention of other people in the church. Instead he asked
the priest: “We shall not see them, should we, as too small a story
to be had for them all to notice!?”

The preacher stumbled: “Ye-es, I
kn-now! I h-have the f-feeling they aren't the people to be dealing
with as small stuff!”

“I cannot see why you don't call out
to them!?”

“I-it's be-cause the c-cat's got my
t-tongue!”

The pupil looked perplexed. “Then I
shall call them he said.” But when he tried to, he, also found he
was not able to.

“It is not worthy of the two of us
just to stand here and to do nothing!” he said at last.

“I know! Should we, or that will be
one of us, go there, instead, and catch their attention about what is
happening, and who they are?”

“Yes!”

“I will say to you to please go there
and tell them then!”

“Okay, I'm going!” he said, but the
forth and last member of the small Satanist delegation stood herself
in his way. The others joined in and stood two on one and one on the
other side of him.

The pupil stopped and stayed still for
a while, slowly beginning to shiver. Then the priest called out:
“Help! Please help us with those evil visitors!”

Now people saw what was going on there.
But none of them came to their rescue. They were all to used to that
there would be a reprisal if one interfered with the Satanists'
business. Instead two of them cast the two threatened people the evil
eye, and then began threateningly move closer to them.

“I shall now take command over this
church!” the Satanist priest bragged.

“I shall not let you!” the priest
of the communion burst out.

“I will not let you stop me!” the
Satanist priest said. Then he saluted the big-deal imbecile of the
cross with a salutation that meant he too should forever be of the
devil's impact.

The priest saw this and took himself to
the level of spirituality that said that Jesus could not be touched. Patrick and his followers then saw to it that the priest couldn't
rescue himself from the idiocy they saw in that Jesus himself was an
ambassador to the feeling that one is superior only if one arrogantly
says one is of the best. But this the pupil fended of by humiliating
the four of them by an arrogance that reached their black souls and
aspired for them to be condemned forever.

But the female Satanist who had stood
herself in his way: “You and I should take a chance about the
attitude of being a churchgoer and make it for real that they don't
awkwardly try to seduce us into believing they have the right to stop
us from going to church without them traducing us for our good
intentions of being church-goers that never humiliate Satan for the
sake of being teh ridicule of the Satanists! You and I will be
welcome forever to his paradise! There you and I shall go forever to
be free and fancy our wonderments and love forever the Jesus Christ
that stands before us as the tender ruler over me and all the other s
of this church!”

“I will not rescue you from that your
soul has to be punished in hell for the sake of your wisdom not being
enough for us to gain confidence in that we shall forever be bound in
the circumstance of there being absolute notions of the Christian
souls to be going to heaven and the Satanists to hell!”

She smiled, then held his hand for a
little while.

Looking deeply into his eyes, she then
said: “You will hereby feel me forever be under the rule of the
church that you propose is the best one, and thereby be under the
rule of us two going together to the paradise that was lost before
they came to be wise about the terrific supply of soulfulness that
this church crazes us ordinary believers to caress!”

“I shall not condemn you forever if
you don't take that to be the Christian church that has it you are
the real wisdom that it needs! However, I will condemn them forever
unless they speak clearly about why they're doing this to me and why
they are here to harass the priest in the first place!”

“I shall caress you for being the
gentleman who guides me from the evil of not understanding the church
and what it stands for!”

“Then I shall see in you the believer
that is probably here for the better, while these three others will
be going to hell forever!”

“I shall,” Patrick said, “forever
condemn you for trying to seduce my priestess! You see, Susanne has
no right to seduce the priest, but she has the right to seduce one of
his pupils. But taken the other way, it works differently! She is not
really a pupil in that sense. She is the highest among the female
Satanists and I shall condemn you forever for having tried to seduce
her into your religion!”

The pupil looked at him and then
realized he was evil in that he thought he was trying to seduce her,
since on the contrary she was the one to propose herself to it.
“Thereby I shall condemn you to hell!” he said. “For I have no
evil in suspending her sentence to the extent she argues over her
cause in the fashion that is suitable for this establishment of the
faith that we are bringing about!”

“I shall then try to find there to be
a sense of dignity in the church that we are in!”

The priest looked at her and said: “Who
are they who will save the lot of us from this bitch who is trying to
seduce my pupil!?”

“I will save you from aspiring,”
she said, “for the sake of goodness of feeling down while the
spirit is trying to escape to the avenue of respect for the cunning
and admiration of the soul. Thereby, you may feel a little dignified
once you feel my essence of pretending as if something about their
pretension that they are into heaven when they say their cunning is
of cares that don't together with essence of certainty about one's
care for the actual reason to believe there to be a haven for the
good to search for.”

Benny then said: “I will hereby call
the cunning of the devil to be the cunning of the soul. And I will
hereby condemn you all to certainty of death and to fading away
constantly through eternity of damnation. I will thereby win the
victory of the Satan we worship, who will never again be small
according to god.”

Thereby the four Satanists left the
church and said to themselves that they had finally won a victory
over the Christian faith, which they felt they very much deserved to
beat very thoroughly.